Setting the Pace

Ronke groaned on her fours, her silky black hair slowly swirling in the blurry haze of energy radiating from her.

Whilst Bayo had gone engaging,Abiola had let her down to focus fully on crushing her soul bond as he had assumed. That act alone had allowed her time to consume another reconstructive healing pill, the effect of which covered her in white glow.

"Hahaha! Your Soulbond is finished. And your trump card is out, sister. Crushed under my hand. " Abiola laughed proudly, walking forward, towards Ronke and the dome. "You know your problem, Sister. You always underestimate me and all of us at Familiar land." He snorted, slamming his right fist to the center of his chest.

"Uh." Ronke groaned, raising her head to reveal the surprise in it. "Maybe, you're overestimating yourself."

"What?" Abiola paused, frowning slightly.

TSSSH… TSSSH… SSSHNNK…

Static buzzed in the distance behind Abiola. The Familiar shot Ronke a startle

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